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Okay, I lied. I was lazy. Meh.
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Chapter 6: Back to the Future
Chrono set the commands for 2300 A.D., and sat back in the pilot's chair. It would take a few minutes for the ship to maneuver through approximately sixty-four million, nine hundred ninety-seven thousand, seven hundred years of time streams.
Lucca was surprisingly quiet. Marlee gave Chrono a look as Lucca's lip quivered slightly. Chrono looked back at her.
"Lucca? You okay? Flashy hippie swirls in this time tunnel making you sick?"
Lucca looked up, and gawked at Chrono as if she'd never seen anything like him before. "Huh?"
Marlee gave Chrono a meaningful look. Chrono nodded.
"Um, Lucca... are you... worried, by any chance?" Chrono said hesitantly.
Lucca ran her fingers through the ends of her short, purpleish hair. "No..."
"Yes you are," Marlee said, studying Lucca. "You're worried that Robo isn't going to be there."
Lucca sighed. "Okay... yes, I am."
"Don't worry..." Marlee said firmly. "He will be."
The light on Epoch's control console flashed, signaling the approach of the end of the tunnel.
"Okay... Here we go!" Chrono said.
FLASH!
The trio didn't have a good view of everything from the air, so Chrono circled around and spotted the Keeper's Dome, and landed Epoch in front of it.
The trio got out, and gaped at the entirely different future from the one they had last seen.
There was vegetation, for one. Trees, grass, and flowers covered the once barren wasteland. People had built towns across the peninsula where Keeper's Dome was. Death Peak was apparently a vacation spot, because many people, adults and children alike, were skiing down it. Keeper's Dome itself was a tall and sturdy building. Strange contraptions were sitting in front of it. Lucca approached one of these contraptions. It was about as long as one and a half full-grown men. It had four wheels attached to a strange form of metal frame. It was boxlike, with windows, and, peering inside, Lucca could make out a steering device, set in front of smooth looking seats.
"What a strange thing," Lucca said, frowning. "And there are so many of them... I wonder if Belthazar built them?"
"Hey! Weirdo! Get away from my car!" a man yelled, shoving her away from the machine.
"Car?" Lucca looked at him, confused. "Is that what that is?"
"Don't play dumb, nerd," the man snapped. "Everyone has a car... it's been that way since before you were born. Now get lost."
She watched as he got into the "car" and zoomed off.
"Yeah, we were SO nice to kill Lavos for these people," Chrono snapped, pulling Lucca up. "Do we not even get a 'thank you for saving our sorry butts from Lavos' from anyone?"
Lucca bit her lip. These new machines... "cars"... were fascinating. They had saved science from Lavos, but at the expense of kind people... She had to discover what had happened. Where were all the robots?
Where was Robo?
"C'mon..." she muttered, storming to the entrance of the Keeper's Dome...
"Hey! Where do you think you're going?"
It was a guard, blocking the entrance to the dome.
"I'm going in to see Belthasar," Lucca said through gritted teeth.
The guard burst out laughing. "Riiight, and next you'll be saying that the humanoid robots are yours."
"That may be because one might be mine," Lucca said through gritted teeth.
Several people burst out laughing.
"Yeah, and where'd you get those clothes?" a passer-by teased. "Did you come from a costume party or something?"
More uproarious laughing.
Lucca's hands were now balled into fists, and her hand itched to pull out her gun.
The guard noticed this, and pulled out his own. "Don't touch the weapon... hey, is that a sword, young man? Those have been outlawed for two hundred years... That settles it. Whoever you are, you're under arrest for attempting to gain entrance into a museum with potentially dangerous weapons..."
"The hell we are!" Lucca yelled, throwing Fire everywhere.
"Oh, clever, Lucca!" Chrono yelled as they took off toward Epoch again, with guards attempting to put the fires out and chase them at the same time.
"LESS TALKING!" Lucca yelled.
They flew into Epoch, slammed several buttons, and lifted off frantically.
"Dammit! They're getting away!" the main guard yelled. "They won't get far... Contact Trann Dome. Tell them to arm the lasers..."
Lucca ran her fingers though her hair again. "I don't believe it... we save the damn future and all we get is nearly shot..."
Marlee glanced at the ground. "Uhh... Chrono? Start steering."
"Why-" Chrono began.
TSEEW!
A laser shot out of a guard's gun. It struck Epoch's left wing, jerking the control Chrono had on Epoch.
"Dammit," Chrono hissed. "Alright... hold on, we're going... where do we go? We don't know how many domes and cities there are here..."
Death Peak loomed ahead, and the three could see a large group of happy children shooting down the sides of it.
"Find a good spot to land," Lucca said firmly. "We're going to ditch Epoch. I'll leave a Protect around it, so the guards won't destroy it... Then we have to find someplace to hide until we can figure out what to do."
Chrono decided that the summit wouldn't work, so he settled on a small, secluded platform next to a large "DANGER: PRONE TO AVALANCHES. PLEASE BE QUIET." sign.
"Avalanche?" Marlee said blankly. "What's an avalanche?"
Lucca shrugged, and clambered out of Epoch. "Must be dangerous. I dunno why they'd tell us to be quiet. But... I think we should be quiet. Just in case."
The trio walked quietly toward a small, wooden building made out of what appeared to be limbless trees. Large groups of laughing girls wearing little more than some of the shortest skirts they'd ever seen and shirts with thin straps as sleeves walked out of the building, and the trio quickly hid behind a conveniently placed tree.
"Aren't they freezing to death?" Chrono muttered.
"I would be," Lucca muttered. "Then again, you wouldn't catch me dead in one of those skirts... And what is on their faces... is that war-paint?"
"I hope not. And those boots are absolutely dreadful," Marlee commented disapprovingly, eying the fur-lined boots the girls were wearing. "Fur was so the eighth century..."
Both Chrono and Lucca stared at her.
"I studied fashion," Marlee explained.
More staring.
"They forced me to," Marlee added.
Chrono nodded, and stared around the tree. "Why are people carrying bags out of the building?"
"Full of clothing?" Lucca added.
"Maybe it's a store," Marlee suggested. "Wanna check it out?"
"Well, if we do, we should buy clothes to help us fit in better," Chrono said. "And let's hurry... We don't want the guards getting there first. Anybody got any money?"
Lucca and Marlee dug into their pockets. "I got four gold pieces, a piece of candy, and half an Elixer," Lucca said.
Marlee bit her lip and pulled out some random stuff. "I have... eight gold, some lint, a Magic Tab, and a weird rock I found a while back."
"And I have one gold, an ounce of cat food, and a marble," Chrono declared. "You think it's enough?"
Lucca shook her head. "You can't buy clothes for three people with fifteen gold..."
A man walked out of the building and headed their direction.
"I got an idea..." Chrono said with a grin. "Remember, I'm smooth..."
Lucca smacked her head. "This'll turn out bad... Am I the only one who thinks so?"
"Nope," Marlee said solemnly.
Chrono stuck out his foot, and the man tripped over it.
"Ow... what the-?"
There was a sword at the man's throat in seconds.
"Your GP or your HP," Chrono said, grinning evilly.
"Chrono, that was so lame," Lucca said, sweat-dropping.
The man pulled out a small can, and sprayed a mist of something into Chrono's eyes. "Oh God, it burns!" Chrono yelped, grabbing snow and attempting to wash the stuff out of his eyes with it.
The man took advantage of this and took off down the mountain.
"Real smooth, moron," Marlee said, disgruntled. "He's going to get the guards, I assure you. Let's go buy as many clothes as we can, and get the heck outta here."
Chrono whimpered in response, but followed her and Lucca to the building.
A small bell jingled as they opened the door. Indeed, it was some sort of shop. Lucca stopped to examine some shirts with sayings like "I almost caused an avalanche at Mt. Summers and all I got was this lousy t-shirt" and "Pine Lodge- Mt. Summers, 2298 A.D." written on them.
"'Mt. Summers'?" Chrono said, confused. "What's Mt. Summers?"
The lady behind the counter burst out laughing. "Son, if you don't even know the name of the mountain you're on, you need to go back to whatever circus you escaped from."
"Wait... this is Death Peak, not Mt. Summerph-"
Chrono's sentence was cut short by Lucca, who elbowed him in the stomach. Hard.
"He's a bit loopy in the head," she said, smiling falsely at the woman. "He named his cat Mr. Tinkles. Just goes to show, eh? And we -er- just came from... a fair. Yes. A fair."
The woman chuckled. "Mr. Tinkles, huh? That's cute. Are you gonna buy something or not?"
Chrono scowled. He'd lost track of how many people had teased him about his cat. He had to kill Lucca... she started it, after all.
"How much clothing can we buy for fifteen gold?" Marlee asked.
The woman cocked an eyebrow. "Gold? You foreign or something?"
Marlee glanced out the frosty cabin window. She could see two guards interrogating a couple right outside the shop. "Um, yeah. Very foreign. It's... shiny. And stuff. Please?"
She held out the gold and the woman raised an eyebrow. "Wow... this is from... ninth century A.D. if I'm right... Where'd you get it?"
"Uh... inherited it. So... the clothes?"
"Help yourself," the woman said with a shrug, and she pointed to a large rack of clothes.
Marlee all but flew to the rack, and randomly pulled off several shirts and pants. "Hurry... put these on!"
Lucca looked down at the purple shirt and shorts that Marlee had thrust into her arms. "Uh... shorts? Oh well... So where do we change?"
"You can use the bathrooms over there," the woman at the counter called out, pointing.
"Thanks!" Marlee shoved Chrono into the one marked "Men's" and pulled Lucca into the one marked "Women's", and locked the door.
"Why'd she call it a bathroom?" Lucca asked, looking at a rather sophisticated toilet and sink. "There's no bath..."
Marlee looked in the mirror at her reflection, and frowned. She was wearing a navy blue sweatsuit, which didn't match her sea-green eyes in the least bit. Her slippers also did not match it. "Ugh... this is hideous..."
Lucca scowled. "Yeah? Wanna trade? This shirt is WAY too tight. Like, it hurts to breathe. And it's at least three inches above my waistline. Look at all this skin that's showing. And these shorts are giving me a major wedgie. I mean, if they were any shorter, they might as well be underwear. Plus, who or what is 'Abercrombie'?"
Marlee shrugged. "Got me. Let's go."
Chrono was waiting for them outside the "bathroom". "Lookin' good, Ashtear," he sneered at Lucca. "It reveals your chest nicely... or lack thereof."
"You've been waiting to get back at me for making fun of Mr. Tinkles, haven't you?" Lucca snapped.
"Why... yes. Yes I have," Chrono said with a grin.
"I hate you," Lucca said.
"Alright... That's en-"
Ding.
Two guards walked through the door, and approached the woman at the counter. They couldn't see Lucca, Marlee, or Chrono, but it was only a matter of time before the guards turned around and saw the trio.
"Can I help you, officers?" the woman offered cheerfully.
"Yes, we are looking for three individuals... one has been identified as having the name 'Chrono'... He's the tall male with the outrageous hairdo. Seen 'em?"
The woman's eyes widened slightly at the picture that the "officer" handed her. "Um... I don't... I don't think so. Maybe. I've had many customers today, see... And I don't remember faces very well."
"We have to fix our hair," Marlee whispered to the other two. "Hurry!"
The three tiptoed back into the bathrooms. Marlee took her hair out of it's ponytail, and flipped it a few times to allow it to settle better. Lucca took her helmet off, and stuffed into a bag that she had put their clothes in. Both spent less than a minute on their hair.
Chrono, however, was less lucky.
His hair was... not working with him, regardless of what he did. He took his headband off, but his hair retained it's wild appearance. He doused it in water, but it only poo fed up into an even more outrageous hairdo. Reluctantly, he walked out of the bathroom, and snatched a hat from a shelf while the officers were conferring with the woman. He slammed it on his head, and his hair still stuck out. Oh well... he thought grumpily. At least it looks a little different...
Now looking little like they had when they had come into the store, the three walked out without arousing suspicion.
"Phew..." Marlee muttered as soon as the door closed behind them. "That was close..."
She spoke too soon. The doors opened, and the officers ran into the three.
"Uh-oh..." Chrono muttered.
"Have you three seen these three?" the first officer asked, holding up a picture of the trio.
"Uh... no?" Chrono suggested.
"Don't think so," Marlee said... a bit too quickly.
"Absolutely not," Lucca added helpfully.
The officer raised an eyebrow at Chrono. "What's your name, son?"
"Che...is?" Chrono said hesitantly.
"Alright, Chris... who are your girlfriends over here?" the other officer demanded.
"Carlie," Marlee said.
"Deborah," Lucca said unflinchingly.
Chrono bit his lip to keep from laughing.
The officers nodded. "If you see these dangerous people, will you give us a call?"
"Absolutely," Lucca said.
The officers walked a bit down the road before Chrono let out the laughter that he had been holding in. "Deborah? Why'd you pick Deborah?"
"I've always loved that name," Lucca said with a sigh.
Chrono contented himself by rolling his eyes. "Well, now that we've blown all our money on clothing, how do we get into Belthasar's lab? It costs ten 'dollars' a person to get in. I read the sign."
Lucca threw up her hands indignantly. "And why, may I ask, would you not bring that little fact up when we were trying to get in earlier? Did it not occur to you that it would have saved us a hell of a lot of trouble if you'd just mentioned it?"
"Er... I didn't find it terribly relevant to mention at the time?" Chrono squeaked.
"Is there anything else you'd like to mention before I kill you?" Lucca demanded.
"Er... it closes at four?"
Lucca looked at the sun. "Great. It's four-thirty. Now how do we get in?"
"We could... sneak in?" Marlee suggested. "We can use magic, remember? Shouldn't be terribly difficult."
Lucca glowered at Chrono for another few seconds before huffing. "Fine. But if anything goes wrong this time, it's Chrono's fault."
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"You know," Lucca said conversationally, "the 'let's do it at night when no one's around' bit I can understand... but does the black clothing really contribute to the cause? We look like criminals. Chrono, you actually look like a ninja, what with the face mask and sword..."
"Oh well. Run through the plan, Lucca," Marlee said.
It was late that night. They'd done recon work for the rest of the afternoon, and had discovered that the building was staked out with "security cameras"-- certain devices used to record people's actions, and also used to spot criminals that might be breaking in... just the thing that they were planning. The roof was the best place to sneak in, since there weren't any cameras on the roof. Inside, they would have to get past the robot security. Then, they had to get through a large mess of invisible lasers... which set off an ear-splitting alarm when touched. After that, it was straight to Belthasar himself. Cake, Lucca thought.
Lucca loved one thing about the future... the Internet. It had provided her with countless bits of seemingly useless information about Keeper's Dome. How she loved the stupid people who told other stupid, suicidal people how to sneak into a heavily guarded facility. The poor, poor fools.
After she had gone through the plan with Marlee and Chrono, Chrono ruined her moment of happiness by stating something she had overlooked-
"And after we get through the locked door on the roof, and past all the security cameras that are watching us break into a highly guarded and deserted museum, past the big robots with super-human strength, and through the lasers we can't see, how are we supposed to just walk into Belthasar's lab- wearing all black and holding weapons, mind you- and ask him to fix Epoch for us so that we can make sure Mom doesn't follow Mr. Tinkles in the first place? I don't know about you, but I sure as hell don't want to be sprayed in the face with mace again."
"Mace?" Marlee asked.
"The stuff that guy sprayed in my face," Chrono said.
Marlee nodded. "Gotcha."
Lucca shrugged. "My motto: Wing it. If we die, we die for a noble cause."
"Do you know how much I hate certain death?" Chrono demanded.
"Almost as much as you hate me?" Lucca suggested.
"Actually... more," Chrono said. "Nice guess, though."
They were on the rooftop by this point. Lucca used her Fire2 spell to break the lock on the door, and they slipped inside.
"Remember... if you run into trouble, use your magic," Lucca whispered.
"Actually, I was thinking about just standing there, holding a sign that said 'I've been ready to die for a while. Kill me now and end my agony' or something," Chrono said grumpily.
They slipped past the cameras with Chrono lightly short-circuiting them with his Lightning attack.
Then, Lucca saw a very familiar robot.
"Halt, intruders," the robot said.
"Atropos!" Lucca said. "What're you doing here? Where's Robo?"
The purple-pink robot froze. "Who are you?"
"Lucca, Chrono, and Marlee," Lucca said. "Remember us?"
Another robot came out of the shadows. "No. I am afraid we are going to have to kill you now..."
(A/N: I really wanna stop it here... but I won't, because I'm having too much fun making Lucca and Chrono fight with each other... :P)
"R-R-Robo?" Marlee said nervously, staring at the robot coming closer. "Uh... are you... really going to k-k-kill us now?"
The robot chuckled. "No, Marlee. Why would I kill you? I was having fun..."
Marlee let out a sigh of relief. "That wasn't funny, y'know..."
Robo shrugged. "Well, what are you doing here? I thought the time gate was closed."
"Well, Chrono's cat Mr. Tinkles ran into the gate, and his mom followed-" Lucca began, smirking.
Robo began to laugh- well, as much as a robot can laugh.
"Mr. Tinkles? Your cat had a urinary problem, Chrono?" Robo asked.
"IS THERE ANYONE ON THIS PLANET WHO WON'T MAKE FUN OF MY KITTY?" Chrono exploded.
"You," Marlee said matter-of-factly.
As Chrono steamed, Lucca quickly summed up why they were there. "-and so we need to speak with Belthasar, and have him help us fix Epoch so we can go to any point in time we choose. Mainly, the point where Mr. Tinkles-"
Robo stifled a laugh.
"-ran into the gate. Can you help us?"
"Of course," Robo said. "But there's one problem..."
"Lemme guess," Chrono muttered. "Belthasar isn't here."
Robo shook his head. "No. He is here- he lives here, after all- but the invisible lasers prevent people from going past that particular point." He pointed to a narrow hallway.
"Greaaaat," Chrono said sarcastically. "Let's just go back to our time and forget about Mom, shall we?"
Robo shook his head again. "Well, there is one way... Who is the most agile out of you three?"
Lucca snorted. "Not me. I failed P.E."
"P.E.?" Robo asked. "You failed Pericranial Education? How can you fail such a simplistic subject?"
Lucca rolled her eyes. "Never mind. Not me, anyway. Marlee?"
Marlee widened her eyes. "No way! Do I LOOK like a cheerleader to you? I may be thin, but I'm a klutz..."
All eyes were on Chrono.
"What?" He looked at the people (and machines) he had once counted as friends. "Aw, man... Y'all SUCK."
Five minutes later...
"So, you're saying that if so much as a hair on my head touches one of those lasers, the lasers'll go off," Chrono said.
"Affirmative," Robo said.
"And it hadn't occurred to you that just overriding the security system would have made life easier?" Chrono demanded.
"Negative. Belthasar is a computer genius. It would take me hours to override his system," Robo stated. "At least, from this side of the lasers. However, if you go over there and hit the switch that turns off the lasers, we'll be able to speak with Belthasar without getting caught."
"I repeat: Y'all SUCK."
Robo had used a certain chemical to make the lasers visible. Something that Chrono didn't quite appreciate. There was NO WAY in Hell that he'd be able to squeeze through the lasers. Chrono thought that maybe "winging it", as Lucca had said, would have given him a higher success rate of getting through the lasers.
"Come on, Chrono," Lucca urged. "Just get over there and hit the switch that turns the lasers off. It's simple."
"Oh, simple my ass!" Chrono snapped. "I'd like to see you do it, then you can tell me it's simple."
Cautiously, he stepped into an opening in the lasers. He weaved through carefully, struggling not to let any part of him touch the lasers. He got toward the very end...
BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP!
His left toe had accidentally nicked a laser.
Chrono gave up on trying to get through the lasers, and just walked over and turned them off.
Suddenly, outside the building-
"INTRUDERS! COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP! IF YOU DO NOT COMPLY, WE WILL BE FORCED TO SEND THE SQUAT TEAM-"
Pause.
"SORRY, THAT WOULD BE SWAT TEAM, IN THE BUILDING TO KILL YOU! AND DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT HOPPING IN THE COMPLETELY UNGUARDED VEHICLES INSIDE THE BUILDING TO MAKE A QUICK GETAWAY, BECAUSE THEN WE WOULDN'T BE ABLE TO COME AFTER YOU!"
Chrono took a deep breath and let out the Mother of all F-bombs.
Lucca, Marlee, Atropos, and Robo goggled at him.
"Whoa, where'd you learn that word?" Lucca asked, amazed.
Chrono threw up his hands. "Are we going to stand here and socialize, or are we going to run like hell?"
Robo threw open the nearest door. "In here. This is Belthasar's lab."
They piled into the lab, just in time to hear the "cop" yell "ALRIGHT! WE'RE COMING IN! WE DIDN'T WANT TO KILL YOU, BUT I GUESS WE HAVE NO CHOICE! IT'S NOT LIKE THE COURTS'LL CARE! WE'LL TELL THEM THAT WE FEARED FOR OUR SAFETY AND WERE FORCED TO KILL YOU! HA! HOW DO YOU LIKE THEM APPLES?"
"What apples is he talking about?" Marlee asked.
Chrono didn't respond. He really didn't like anyone at the moment. Can't blame him, though.
"Atropos? Robo?" a tired voice asked wonderingly. "What are you doing? And who are these people?"
"Aw, shit," Chrono muttered. "He doesn't know us. And whose fault is it this time...? LUCCA'S!"
Ignoring Chrono, Lucca turned to Belthasar. "We... wish to ask if you've ever heard of the Wings of Time."
Belthasar's eyes turned toward the ceiling. "Of course I have... But why?"
"You gave it to us," Lucca said. "In the alternate future where Lavos destroyed the world. You gave it to us to help save the world. And we did. We're just asking for a formula that will allow us to return to a fixed point in time. Any point in time we choose. Is this possible?"
The old man looked amused. "Anything is possible. Where are my beloved Wings?"
"That's the problem," Chrono said snappishly. "The Wings are outside. Up the mountain. And, in case nobody else noticed, we're surrounded on all sides by morons who want to kill us just because they can. Any suggestions on getting out of this dilemma, oh high and mighty Queen of Science? Preferably how to get out of here alive or in a way that won't end up as a kamikaze mission?"
Lucca glanced at some snow mobiles in the corner. "Yup. Belthasar, can we have those formulas?"
Chrono groaned.
Five minutes later...
"KAMIKAZEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Chrono yelled as they shot out of the museum on the snow mobiles.
"You say 'kamikaze' one more time-" Lucca began, swerving as real lasers shot toward them.
"BANZAI!" Chrono yelled.
"That's very helpful, Chrono," Marlee said, casting Ice2 behind her, creating a temporary blockade.
With the cops still hot on their trail, they reached Epoch. Chrono flew into it after Lucca disabled the Protect, yelled "BANZAI!" one more time for the hell of it, and they started up the engine.
They discovered very quickly what an avalanche was at that precise moment.
Chrono's battle cry had set it off. Tons of snow poured down the mountainside, crushing anything in it's path- trees, snowmen, igloos...
"AAAAHHHH!" Chrono, Lucca, and Marlee yelled simultaneously.
Lucca slammed on the "WARP" button set for 1000 A.D., and they took off...
Just as the snow crashed down on the exact spot that Epoch had been seconds earlier.
---To be continued...---
Holy crap... I wrote a long one this time! O.o Hope you enjoyed...
Next chapter will probably be the last. Sorry. I might make a sequel if you beg, I guess... You'll just have to wait. Next chapter'll have some more of Mr. Tinkles... which the readers love... :)
Next time on "The End?":
"No, Lucca... I love you!"
"As King of this domain, I have directed that all precautions be taken for our defense."
"Burn in hell, Tinkle King!" "MREOW!"
"I...I think I'm pregnant."
"Hostilities exist. There is no blinking at the fact that our people, our territories, and our best interests are in grave danger."
"Tell me! Where is the virus?" "Do your worst."
"With the unbounded determination of our people, we will gain the inevitable triumph"
"Chrono, I have one last thing to tell you. Your father lives."
"So help us God."
"Chrono? Marlee? Frog? What have I done? What have I done?"
Haha... just kidding. Just a bit of 8-Bit theater I decided to add in.
Reviews are welcome!